Showing posts with label carrier. Show all posts
Showing posts with label carrier. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 29, 2025

There Was Chaos

 Henry had a dental appointment on Monday.


I'd coaxed Henry into the carrier with treats for days, rehearsing for this vet visit.

Of course, on the morning to the appointment, he wasn't having ANY OF IT.

There was swearing from both the humans and the cat.

There was blood, when Henry bit my left thumb HARD!

There was poop; you figure out who did that.

Finally, cornered under the writing desk, Henry was persuaded into the carrier...which is when he chomped on my gloved hand.

Am so very thankful that:

-He only lost two...count 'em!...two teeth.

-His bloodwork came back clean as a whistle, except for his positive FIV.

-Henry's age is 3-4 years.

-The vet tech petted Henry!

 ❤️ Henry ❤️

P.S. We all know that cat bites can be seriously dangerous.

As I was able to tend to the two holes in my thumb in a timely manner, I'm fine as of Wednesday evening, and will never hesitate to get medical care.

Some Halloween decorations in the 'hood are cute:


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Thursday, July 29, 2021

Preliminary Results

Thank you all for your encouraging words for The PO'M! 

He made his first trip to the veterinarian in a carrier, as all previous trips had been in a humane trap.

The blood tests will take a few days, but here's what we know so far:

PO'M is FIV negative.

He probably has a flea bite allergy, hence his licking and often hairball expulsion.

He's got wicked bad teeth.

WARNING: Turn volume down for video below, otherwise you'll drive your own cats crazy!

Singing the song of his people before the vet visit
Looking out of his room
Always the hair stylist!

Dental appointment is set in a few weeks, but we may move it forward, once the blood work gives us the green light.  The vet said at least three canines would go.

Paddy took the grabbing, carrier-stuffing, and being vet-handled poorly; can't say I blame him.

But, he's allowing me to pet him, smooch him, and rub his belly, so he'll be okay.

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Sunday, September 22, 2013

Parking Lot Cat

Yesterday, I watched a husband-and-wife team attempt to walk both their dog (on a leash) and their cat (held in a towel) into the nearby pet supplies store.  However, as the dog started barking, the howling cat managed to escape the arms of his person, and hide under a car.  I had been climbing into MY car, so I quickly slammed the door and went to help.  The terrified cat wasn't moving an inch, and the man used the towel that once was a poor cat transportation device, to lay on to try to reach the cat.  I couldn't reach the cat either, but somehow the man was able to coax the cat out.  That's when I suggested they cover the cat entirely with the towel; having the world blotted out would calm her.  He did as I suggested, and I got back in my car to drive away.  The couple said that they were flea bombing the house, so the dog and cat needed baths, and this pet store has do-it-yourself washing tubs.  I certainly hope they were successful with that, but there's a lesson; ALWAYS properly restrain your cat in a cat carrier or trap or box.  That parking lot was full of people and moving cars, and a loose cat would have no chance if left out there.  I didn't take a photo, but I'll never forget the fear on that kitty's face.